When you’re alone
do you think that everything gets too old
screaming out in the cold
The voice whispers
What’ evil do you hold
if there’s any other
home would you take cover
And search out
Before death knocks it
over and over
the wheel is spinning down
where the lost can’t be found
Troubled tombs can numb the fiction
from our youth we break tradition
coming soon judgment is listening
Beyond our doom will our soul glisten
All the hours avoiding you
Can be turned if I wasn’t lost in blue
If there’s something that can help me now
then the lost can hear me shout
Why
Have you abandoned me